Chapter 12: Life and death tracking

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A series of wild assaults were as crisp as falling leaves, and the emergence of no sign came to an end in the light and flint. Yao Shan disciple Qiao Chen guarded Zhao Min and backed away more than ten steps to open a safe distance. He held a bronze sword with a golden bow and pointed at the figure. The sword was full of coldness, and his momentum became very sharp.
Three disciples were killed and injured two times, and a faint smell permeated the forest. The two seriously injured disciples groaned on the ground in pain, trying to get up, but struggled a few times and lay there again, with serious injuries.
The figure slowly got up in the darkness, cold-eyed like a knife, murderous, the arcs of the whole body rushing, reflecting the appearance.
"Qin Ming? It's you!" Zhao Min was shocked and couldn't believe the scene in front of him. She personally taught Qin Ming's strength, which is indeed wild, like a crazy hair beast, but her real strength is similar to herself. How can it be a change tonight? Those icy eyes made her dare not to look at her, and her heart grew cold.
"You're not Lingwu Triple Sky!" Disciples Yaoshan were also shocked. A series of onslaughts were accurate, fierce, and smooth. It was like performing a lot of performances in advance, in one go, and completing the assassination in an instant, every move. It's fierce.
Qin Ming stood coldly in the dark for a while, slowly backed away, and picked up the scattered flying knives. "If you want to play, I will accompany you to the end. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
"Pride! You are worthy of something, and you deserve to scream at me." Disciples of Yaoshan were gloomy, and their momentum increased again and again. The bronze sword of Jinyu actually vibrated slightly, giving out a pleasant howl, the sword was overflowing, and the murderous intention was The forest is pervasive.
"Qin Ming, you have such a courage to dare to kill the same door, Qing Yunzong will never spare you." Zhao Min suddenly responded, how have we not treated you yet, how dare you come to attack us?
"Put away your disgusting face, don't think you can do whatever you want with a good pair of skins. You are not qualified for my Qin Ming's life!"
"Don't talk nonsense to him! Kill him, kill me ..." The two-knife disciples struggled and looked up. His handsome face had become emaciated by pain and anger, staring at Qin Ming in the darkness fiercely.
"Find your own death, you can't blame us. Qiao Chen, you can't let him run away." Zhao Min urged disciples Yaoshan, Qin Ming's strength and fierce strength made her feel a deep threat.
"Qiao Chen, kill him, what are you trying to do!" Disciple disciples slammed away from Qin Ming.
Qin Ming suddenly exploded, killing his disciples.
Disciple, a knife, did not care about the pain, and did not care about the image. He rushed to Yaoshan disciple Qiao Chen and shouted, "Kill him! Kill him!"
"In front of me, you are a little bit short." Qiao Chen intercepted decisively. If he was a dragon, he was so fast that he stopped next to his two-knife disciple and picked it out with a sword. Five swords, sword Powerful, locked Qin Mingxin's mouth, shoulders, eyebrows, abdomen, and throat separately, mysteriously changed, fiercely tricky, it is impossible to discern which sword body is true and which sword awn is false.
Qin Ming doesn't have to flash, it is not necessary to face the attack. In a single shot, the big sword on the back starts suddenly. A great power emerges from the mountains and rivers. A sword is scared and the sword is boiling. Everyone feels a cold. The chilling sword air seemed to cut across his body, and the cold hair would be erected.
Huh!
Qin Ming and Qiao Chen passed by, blood splashing.
Qiao Chen picked out three blood in a row on Qin Ming.
Qin Ming's ancient sword rubbed Qiao Chen's neck and slashed past. The offensive was not reduced, and the sword's edge did not turn. He had no influence and continued to impact. Goal, disciple!
The two-knife disciples in the rushing back turned in shock, and suddenly, the sharp edge of Dayan's ancient sword enlarged rapidly in the pupil.
"No ..." Disciple exclaimed, but her voice stopped abruptly, her head was split by the ancient sword, rolled over and rolled forward, her eyes staring round, full of terror.
Quiet! Needle drops can be heard in the dark forest, as if even breathing is frozen!
Qiao Chen turned his back on Qin Ming, and touched his neck inconceivably, blood? There is blood! I just cut the flesh and not much blood, but I was injured by a servant?
In addition, the disciple was full of excitement, struggling to step back, looking at Qin Ming's eyes like a wild beast looking at his hair.
Qin Ming stood next to the body of Disciple Sword, his face paled, his blood stained his clothes, and his chest, shoulders, and abdomen were stabbed with sharp swords. He was seriously injured and bloody, but his appearance and expression were even more scary.
"Qiao Chen! Qiao Chen!" Zhao Min screamed and awakened Qiao Chen, her hands condensing the flames, and she was nervously confronted.
"Qin Ming, no one can save you today." Qiao Chen was angry, murderous, and rushed to Qin Ming with his sword, no more reservations.
Qin Ming covered the worst wound on his chest, and took two steps back without rushing, and turned silently into the night.
"Catch up! Catch up with him! Never let him run away." Zhao Min ordered another disciple.
The sturdy disciple looked at the two disciples who had died tragically, and gritted his teeth, and got up to catch up.
"Don't be afraid of him! He has been seriously injured and can't escape for long."
"Qin Ming just succeeded with a surprise attack, and his strength is much worse than ours."
"Surround him and kill him directly."
Zhao Min chased after them, shouting to remind each other, they must not be weak.
Qin Ming's lips were tightly clasped, covering the wounds and rushing in the dark mountain forest. The injuries looked very serious, but Qin Ming was not sensitive to pain and could tolerate it. There have been too many injuries in the past eight years. I don't know how many times more serious than this. This injury is nothing.
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Zhao Min chased them for a long time, and finally had to admit that they were lost again!
"Abominable! Abominable! Abominable!" Qiao Chen scolded angrily, totally unacceptable!
"What strength does Qin Ming have?" The disciple questioned Zhao Min.
"His realm is not high, but he has amazing brute force, but he can use brute force to the extreme. Anyway, his strength cannot be evaluated by realm." Zhao Min was unwilling to admit it, but had to accept the reality. Today Late Qin Ming really surprised her.
"Brute power? He is more than just brute power. His sword skills are more subtle than mine." Qiao Chen is now thinking about the sword last night, which made him feel threatened. And he was a little skeptical of what happened in the brief confrontation at that time. He remembered that he first used Qin Ming's bronze sword to swing Qin Ming's sword, and then made a surprise attack. It should reasonably be able to directly kill Qin Ming. But Qin Ming's sword seemed unaffected and stabbed straight.
The golden bronze sword is a sword with a handle. It can easily cut off the iron stone. If you really encounter Qin Ming's sword, you should cut it directly, but ... am I remembering it wrong? Didn't touch his sword then?
Zhao Min shook his head decisively: "Impossible, I know Qin Mingli's strength, he cannot have martial arts."
Qiao Chen said: "Don't argue about this, find Qin's life first, you can't let him escape. He hit my sword, the blood vessels were punctured, and the injuries will become more and more serious. It is impossible to go far."
Deep in the dense forest, Qin Ming sits in a hidden cave, absorbing the breath of life in the old forest of the deep mountain.
The vitality of life here is even stronger than in Qing Yunzong.
After a night of rehabilitation, the injury was basically stopped. By noon, the wound had no scars, and in the afternoon, healed!
The beauty of Sheng Sheng Jue lies here, compared to some panacea.
I don't know how many times Qin Ming has been saved in these years.
"Qiao Chen! Lingwu Seventh Heaven!"
Qin Ming silently recalled the fighting last night, it was very thrilling. His strength is far from enough to challenge Qi Zhongtian, even if he is difficult to challenge. Just like Sanzhong Tian to Tian Zhongtian is a hurdle, and Liu Zhongtian to Qizhong Tian is also a hurdle. The strength after crossing will be a qualitative improvement.
When this happened, Qin Ming could not retreat. Either you died or I died. There is no room for relaxation. I used to have concerns in Qingyunzong. Now I'm in the old forest in the mountains and hunting for life and death. If you can't kill me, I will kill you.
Isn't it more ruthless than anyone else?
Before dark, Qin Ming left again, carrying the ancient sword of Dayan into the deep Lao Lin, looking for Zhao Min. He is far inferior to the enemy and can only use the cover of the night to attack.
All the way forward, Qin Ming was cautious, without recklessness, he would avoid the spirit demon actively. Fortunately, he did not encounter a particularly strong spirit demon, otherwise his current strength may not give him a chance to escape.
Fortunately, it didn't take long to find a spirit grass, but three spirit grasses came together and hid in the thick bushes.
Three sublime spirit grasses can help Qin Ming add spiritual power.
"There is a fight!"
Qin Ming suddenly stopped and listened intently.
Not like fighting between warriors, but more like a group of warriors fighting with spirit demon.
It came from the old forest in front.
Following the sound, he hurried over silently.
In front of it is a dense forest, looming figures can be seen faintly, there are huge shadows and the roar of beasts are thrilling, and you can feel that the battle is very fierce.
Qin Ming jumped into a big tree, moved between the branches, and approached carefully.
There are about five wolves in the forest. At this time, there are five men and women with slashing blades besieging a giant monster. The monster looks like a tiger, but it is even bigger than a black bear, with black hair, blood-red eyes with brutal eyes, full of serrations, and two sharp fangs protruding from the mouth, half a meter long. Sharpness has radians.
Sabertooth!
Qing Yunzong has this kind of spirit demon, very fierce, cruel nature, realm comparable to high-level martial arts warrior. The claws and fangs are its weapons, and the whole body is rolling in black wind, rolling up the gravel and flying.
Qin Ming carefully observed that the five men and women were dressed in ordinary clothes, like mercenaries in the forest. Their offensive was wild, and they cooperated very well. They had advanced and regressed and had rich experience. There were three blood men lying in the ruins, and it seemed that they were no longer able to die. They were killed under the claws of the saber-toothed beast.
The battle was more than fierce, it was dangerous.
The saber-toothed beast has gone mad, and the fierce black wind has stirred the ruins, rushing left and right, roaring again and again.
The five mercenaries seemed to be unable to hold on. The four kept flying over, holding the saber-toothed beast, and worked very hard. A strong young man dressed in black was in charge of the main attack. The two-meter-long sword was wide open. The offensive is very wild.
"Oh!"
Several sword lights split on the saber-toothed beast, tearing the flesh, the saber-toothed beast snarled, the four men and women hit with a single blow, and retreated decisively. Severely chopped into the head of the Sabertooth.
Howl! The saber-toothed beast roared, a claw was drawn towards the sword, Mars was splashing, deafening, and the man was relentlessly retreated, but the sharp-toothed beak of the saber-toothed animal was also shaken with blood.
"Friend! Have you seen enough? Help me!" The man tossed to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly shouted towards Qin Ming's hiding place.